Chapter 60

• Lusia
• My hands clenched so tightly at my sides that my nails bit into my palms, the sharp sting grounding me as I glared at King Dane’s broad, retreating. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t acknowledge me. As if I wasn’t even here.
• It was over at least. After watching that man kill himself after refusing to answer Dane’s question, I knew something was off. One of them had claimed that they knew about my parent's death. He had claimed that he knew the murderer. And they weren’t just one like I thought it was. They were two. Did this mean that King Dane didn’t murder my parents or that he had an accomplice? I was confused. I couldn't ask him any longer, because he had fled with the lucky bunch that had escaped the wrath of King Dane’s terrifying Lycan.